After leaving Fang Long's house, the two traveled all the way, and after being silent for so many years, the world in front of them was too strange.

Bai Ling said that on an island in the East China Sea, there is a remnant of the Ancient Tribes of the Wild North, and Lonely Qiantong is a little anxious, how much he hopes to fly to their side now!

However, the road has to be taken step by step, even if Bai Lingxiu is a small cultivator and can shorten the distance by teleporting, he needs to increase his strength, so that he can have the ability to protect the people who are important to him.

His people need a man who can build glory for them and restore their glory! a peerless power who can bring them dignity!

"I hope everyone is doing well"

Three days later, on the hill where the original Cloud Turning Village was located, a long-bearded old man was furious, and decades of hard work were actually ruined!

"Whoever you are, I'm going to kill you......!"

Roar to the sky!

Then a teleportation vanished, leaving a body of hatred in its wake.

The East China Sea, the Western Seas, Lanyu Island, an ordinary, ancestral land people who did not belong here for generations, but now few people will ask where they came from.

Gradually, this nation got used to life at sea, put down the knife and fork, picked up the fishing net, and had a fishing dinner, but it was also leisurely, but under the comfortable and comfortable life, there was always a little ambition buried, and the older generation would often yearn for that distant ancient legend!

Whether old or young, everyone has a sacred tiger totem tattooed on their left arm, and a hideous black tiger stands proudly on it.

This is a period of glory, this is a period of pride, this is a piece of ancestral will that has been passed down. However, what the totem means today is unknown!

They call themselves the Luobei tribe, but, the older generation wants to recover something, but they have to accept the reality of questioning, some of today's descendants have long been tired of that old legend, and some people even think that it is made up by the older generation in order to unite people's hearts. But even if it is tens of millions of years of vicissitudes, the will of the ancestors is still inherited, which also makes the older generation feel a little gratified.

Although the outside world is extremely disgusted with that cruel history and wantonly slanders and distorts it, there are still some people in the Luobei clan who have always believed in it, believing that the history of tens of millions of years ago was real.

Today's Luobei clan has multiplied for nearly 10 million years, and there are tens of thousands of permanent residents on the island.

Mo Yuanping, now the patriarch of the Luobei clan, the first person in the Luobei, and the strong man who guards the peak.

Under his management, today's Luobei people are prosperous, harmonious and stable, harmonious and stable with the surrounding areas, and coexist peacefully.

Standing on the hill on the island, teaching a group of children, Mo Yuanping was a little helpless, the younger generation is so ambitious, ambitious but has nothing, this is not a good news for the Luobei clan, now there are fewer and fewer children who are willing to cultivate hard, under the protection of comfort, there is no worry.

"Grandpa, the world is so peaceful, why do we have to work so hard"

A little girl of four or five years old looked at Mo Yuanping blankly, pouted her immature little mouth, and asked complainingly.

Mo Yuanping's expression was serious, and he couldn't help but sigh. Facing the sea, remembering that he had asked his elders this when he was a child, he rolled up his sleeves, showed his solid muscles, turned around, and pointed to the black tiger pattern on his arm, "For it, so you can't relax!"

Mo Yuanping is an admirer of that legend, and to children of this age is tantamount to playing the piano to a cow, how can they understand the glory of this.

When I returned home, I sighed for a while, how could it be reassuring like this, the world seemed to be peaceful, but in fact there was an undercurrent.

"Father, what's wrong with you, why do you sigh?"

"Hey, it's not because of those uncompetitive juniors"

"Father, this is also an unavoidable thing, after all, nothing major has happened at sea in these years, so everyone is used to living a stable life"

The name Mo Shuang who spoke, is Mo Yuanping's eldest son, and he is also a candidate for the future patriarch's heir, under Mo Yuanping's strict teaching, Mo Shuang has received all kinds of harsh training since he was a child, and now his cultivation has reached the fortieth layer, in the family, except for some elders, Mo Shuang is also one of the few masters.

"Father, don't worry, don't forget that we still have that little monster, and there will be someone to guard the future of Luobei. ”

The little monster Mo Shuang said is named Morey, Mo Yuanping's youngest son, who loves to practice since he was a child, especially his understanding of spells has surprised some old monsters, under the test of the elders of the clan, Morey is still a three-line possession, and he has set up a monument to cultivate his soul at the age of fourteen, so Morey is also regarded as the first little genius on the island.

However, after being called by the genius for a long time, Morey's state of mind has changed, and he has slowly become arrogant and arrogant.

But genius is still genius, which is recognized by Luobei.

"Father, I don't know what you think of the chaos in the four seas a year later, are we going to send someone to participate?"

"Why don't you participate, just take this opportunity to open the eyes of those disciples, Shuang'er, you will go and inform Elder Ye in a while, and tell him to organize an elders' meeting"

A helpless smile leaked out of Mo Yuanping's face, "Yes, father, I'll do it."

Chuyun Mountain is located in the east of the barren north, adjacent to the East China Sea, so the journey of thousands of miles is completed in a month, fighting on the seaside, Bai Ling has mixed feelings, this is also her hometown.

Found a small boat, the two of them sailed through the waves, Bai Ling was originally a member of the East China Sea clan, his father was a divine beast, but his mother was an ordinary sea king, and when he came to her, his blood was weakened, and he only inherited half of the body of a divine beast.

Her affection for the sea is higher than her love for the land, and although she has not returned for ten thousand years, she was born in the ocean after all.

The white soul turned into a sail, and under the blowing of the sea breeze, it walked towards the place where the sea and the sky met, breaking the waves.

On Lanyu Island, the crowd was surging, and Elder Ye, one of the heads of the family, was ordered by the patriarch to gather everyone.

There was silence on the stage, and there was a lot of discussion in the audience, there had not been such a big meeting for a long time.

"Everyone is quiet"

Mo Yuanping had a serious expression, cleared his throat and said.

"I think everyone knows that every four years in the East China Sea hosts a brawl in the four seas."

What's wrong with the patriarch, and what does this brawl have to do with us?

"Thinking about the last time I participated was a hundred years ago, my ancestors said that you can only preach if you don't give up and don't get discouraged, so I decided to return to the four seas again and participate in next year's chaos in the four seas."